Chapter 61: Call me brother, brother Ayan, it doesn’t matter.

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After listening to Lin Hansheng's story, Jimusi smiled and asked softly: "She must be beautiful, right?"

Lin Hansheng hummed softly. He turned his head, stared at her, and slowly said, "You and her eyes look very similar."

Ji Mousi was startled for a moment, then raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "So that's it. No wonder Mr. Lin looks at me so intently."

Lin Hansheng paused awkwardly and said sheepishly: "Sorry, I was abrupt."

Ji Mousi showed a careless smile and rested her chin on the table with one hand.

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind Mr. Lin watching for a while."

Ji Mousi raised her red lips and thought about it in her heart.

She quite liked this man. He was a gentleman, gentle, polite, and very dedicated...

I really want people to peel off his abstinent suit and watch him lose control.

The only thing that made her a little regretful was that he already had someone else in his heart.

**

After the movie ended, Ruan Zhiyou and Pei Yan left the cinema together.

Ruan Zhiyou's chest was heaving violently, and the corners of his eyes were red, like an angry cat.

A trace of slight swelling can also be seen on the red lips.

Pei Yan kissed her again, for two-thirds of the movie.

Pei Yan's thumb gently rubbed the corner of her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Her eyes were red and she stared at him angrily.

Asking questions knowingly!

Pei Yan licked his thin lips and said with a faint smile: "Who makes you so stubborn? I just want to tell you that you are not allowed to call him Brother Hansheng again. If you want to call him, call me brother, brother Ayan." , everything is fine.”

He paused and added: "Although I prefer you to call me husband, I don't mind doing something different occasionally."

"..."

Ruan Zhiyou bit her red lips tightly. She tried hard to control her emotions, but she still couldn't help but said: "Shut up!"

She took a deep breath and continued: "I have always regarded Brother Hansheng as a relative, and I have always called him this. Don't always make random assumptions and look at others with your dirty eyes."

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows: "But he likes you."

Ruan Zhiyou's voice paused. She swallowed lightly and continued: "I have explained it clearly to him. He will never have such thoughts in the future, so I don't want you to say those unpleasant words again."

"You won't have such thoughts again?" Pei Yan sneered: "Men are all cheap. The more they can't eat, the more they miss it."

"In my opinion, Lin Hansheng has been abstaining from sex for too long, so his mentality is not normal. He likes married women."

Ruan Zhiyou frowned.

"Pei Yan, can you be reasonable?"

Pei Yan looked at her angry look, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "Be good, I'll take you home. Just don't talk to him from now on."

"..." Ruan Zhiyou felt helpless towards him.

**

Pei Yan drove her home. Before she got out of the car, Pei Yan suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and said, "Wait a minute."

She turned her head and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Pei Yan's gaze deepened, and he suddenly grabbed her waist with one hand, pulled her into his arms, and then pressed his lips against hers: "Kiss her before you leave."

For a moment, Ruan Zhiyou's eyes widened, and his whole body was firmly controlled by him.

He held her waist with both hands and kissed her passionately.

In this intense moment, suddenly, a person appeared outside the car window. His eyes were as sharp as knives, staring straight at him.

Pei Yan's movements suddenly stopped.

Ruan Zhiyou also saw it, it was her father.

Father Ruan's body was filled with a strong murderous aura, and his eyes were sharp.

A large social death scene... Ruan Zhiyou wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Pei Yan had no choice but to let go of Ruan Zhiyou.

When the lips parted, a sticky silver thread was pulled out. After it was broken, it was left on her lips, and he greedily hooked it back into his mouth.

Ruan Zhiyou felt Father Ruan's sharp gaze and prepared to get out of the car in a panic.

But Pei Yan held her hand tightly and looked at her lustfully. His voice was as hoarse as incense smoke: "Remember to miss me."

Ruan Zhiyou's face turned red with embarrassment: "I don't want to."

After she finished speaking, she shook off his hand and left the car as quickly as lightning.

When he got out of the car and met Ruan's father's eyes, Ruan Zhiyou was extremely nervous: "Dad..."

Father Ruan waved his hand: "Go in."

Ruan Zhiyou also felt embarrassed and walked into the house with his head lowered.

Pei Yan stayed in the car and took a deep breath. He had to face what he had to face.

He slowly opened the car window and showed a kind smile: "Hello, uncle."

Ruan Xinrong narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You bastard! It seems I haven't beaten you enough."

Pei Yan touched his nose and said angrily: "Uncle, please understand. Young people have strong anger. I will pay attention to it in the future."

He reached out and didn't hit the smiling man. He had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, but Ruan's father didn't know what to scold him for.

Ruan Xinrong snorted and said, "Drink more chrysanthemum tea if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Pei Yan: "...that's what uncle taught me."